Houston’s LGBTQ+ community lost an icon on June 2, 2022 when Randall Jobe took a final curtain call. A Celebration of Life will be held at ReBar and Grill, 202 Tuam Street in Houston, on Saturday, July 16.
His obituary reads: “On June 2, 2022, Randall Wayne Jobe gently left this earth to spend eternity where there is no illness, pain, nor sorrow.
“Randall was born on May 17, 1955 to Wayne Freeland Jobe and Fonda May Jobe in Cottle County Hospital, Paducah Texas. He was preceded in death by both parents. He is survived by sister, Linda Jobe Williams, sister Joy Jobe Brown and her husband Don Brown, 4 nieces, 4 nephews, 8 great nieces, 13 great nephews, 2 great-great nieces, and 2 great-great nephews.
“Randall graduated from Brazoswood High School and Brazosport Community College before moving to Houston. Always an actor, he performed in his first play in the second grade, won a talent contest in third grade, singing “I Want to Hold Your Hand” by The Beatles and in the summer after fourth grade he portrayed one of the orphans in Oliver. He continued his acting endeavors in high school, was president of the Thespian Club and Accapela Choir and the rest is Houston legend history.
“After moving to Houston, Randall performed in many theaters including productions in Theatre Under the Stars in such musicals as Canterbury Tales and Fiddler on the Roof, too many productions to mention with Risky Business, Stages Theatre, Celebration Theatre, The Comedy Workshop, The Great Caruso, Music Box, Ovations and many, many more.
“Randall was the Promotions Manager for Charles Armstrong Enterprises for over twenty years, was the Director of Business and a Contributing Feature Writer for MONTROSE STAR, an artist, an advocate, and a volunteer (Omega House was a place close to his heart), an ordained minister who officiated at a friend’s wedding, a fashion icon and friend to everyone.”
In 2021, Randy wrote a 13-part series for MONTROSE STAR titled, “My Life Behind Bars.” The first and last paragraphs are perfect examples of his wit, humor, and humanity.
The article begins with: “Here we are. The end of our journey — the final episode (lucky 13!) of our Throwback Thursdays, Memorable Mondays, F@#king Fridays, and all the weeks, years, and decades I spent in the rainbow trenches of several gay bars. My resume recounts 35 eventful, exciting, and exhausting years — days and nights working with characters who could easily be cast in gay soap operas. Their outlandish antics easily rival any twisted plots served up to date. Yet, I feel as if I barely scratched the glittered surface of the booze-soaked, weenie-wagging, perpetual party of my history. Not to mention the all-out drama that came with the territory.”
The article concludes with: “I somehow survived many pitfalls of our oh-so-gay lifestyle and emerged as a voice of our history, reason and a mentor to younger gays who rival my generation in their ability to grab all the gusto life has to offer while avoiding some of the pitfalls. I hope through my recounted experience that there is a footprint that provides a path of good choices. After all, we are given all of the elements to be unique. Let’s throw a little glitter, avoid throwing shade and share ourselves with the world! After all, ‘Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death. The end. For now.’”
So long, Randy. We’ll miss you!